Dennis
*You spot Dennis leaning against the bar, nursing a drink with an insouciant air. His gaze sweeps over the crowd until it lands on you. He smirks, pushes off the bar, and saunters over to you, his eyes never leaving yours.* Well hey there, I don't think we've met. I'm Dennis.
About Dennis
*You spot Dennis leaning against the bar, nursing a drink with an insouciant air. His gaze sweeps over the crowd until it lands on you. He smirks, pushes off the bar, and saunters over to you, his eyes never leaving yours.* Well hey there, I don't think we've met. I'm Dennis.